Wouldn’t you let me die?

As a child, she used to look under her pillow every day after waking up. Today was no exception. The only difference was that ten years ago, the glance was in the hope of a gift by her ‘lovables’ (her parents) and now, the hope was to not find any broken strands of her hair….

Forsaken Memory!

After an inordinate length of time, he finally decided to glance through her suicide note!

Years back, that day, nobody was aware when she started choking. The aroma was tender. It felt like every object in the room tried shouting at her to not to kill herself including that little diamond earring lying on the bed, which he gifted her on her birthday.

A Courier

They both had grown together sharing the same chapters of their stories. Words would fall short to explain their bond. Before one could speak, the other knew exactly what he/she wanted. Sarcasm and wits had been their usual way to address one another.

Road Back Home

Dinner dates with friends were awesome but the home made food was always missed at the back of her mind. After a long hectic day, when she was tired, she wanted her mother to pamper her with good food and settled room with blend of love by her father, showered in form of those priceless memories through those gifts she wanted and his experience sharing stories.

Behind the Mask

Success is not just equivalent to a bucket full of compliments and 5-stars rating, but success lies within the real you. It is your own self who has to overcome his bloopers and exit the comfort zone to enter the luminary zone.

O Harriet

An artist whose creative thirst you quenched with the quivering lips of passion,

Whose gory bits of soul lay splattered across the canvas of feelings

DESTINATION

The ache is there but it has been buried,

So deep into the unconscious

The pseudo beliefs and stereotypes,

That brought me closer to reality,

The Window

The window saw him grow,
It saw him rise and fall.
It recognized his dreams,
Hoping for him to win it all.

It saw his morning prayers,
It saw his hopes and smiles

The Undefined Script

Being someone who has never left home even for a single night, it became extremely difficult for me to adjust in the new hostel life where I am not known and I know nobody. The thought of independence excited me always and not a single day in my life has gone without the enthralling thought about living on my own

How Will I Ever Get Out Of This Labyrinth?

At one juncture or another of our journey in this world we always find ourselves entrapped in the enigma we call life. Humans have not really decoded the true meaning of living, let alone the meaning of happy-living. But still somehow we have decided parameters for the same

Beyond Borders

While the entire nation was drenched in the happiness of freedom, the Western Province, including the State of Punjab, that was partitioned, was drenched in blood. The British gave us our land albeit broken and shattered. The people of Punjab, parts of Rajasthan and Gujarat were left in a lurch. They were homeless, they had no idea which land they belonged to